17, the helplessness of the catty god

Lin Feng smiled lightly, and did not chat with the female editor Su Wutong again, but opened Yang Yun's avatar.

A few days ago, Lin Feng found an excuse to get to the account of Yang Yun's writer's assistant, and secretly published "Ordinary Senior Brother" to him!

100,000 words in one release!

After Yang Yun knew about this......

With his character, he naturally will not take other people's works as his own. He refused to continue publishing the novel, wanting to put the novel as a eunuch.

But it was interrupted for two days..... Readers are not satisfied....

Those readers began to frantically urge updates in the comment section....

Directly turned Yang Yun's comment area upside down! Tens of thousands of comments were swiped in two days....

Yang Yun's writer's backstage can only see the rows of reminder messages.... What to send blades, what to send knives, even to send dichlorvos.

Lin Feng: "How many words have you updated when I gave you this "Ordinary Senior Brother"?"

Yang Yun on the opposite side is reading the comment area of 'his own novel' "Ordinary Big Brother"...

Seeing that Lin Feng sent a message, Yang Yun immediately replied to the message.

Yang Yun: "Fengzi, I update 10,000 words every day, and now I have updated 150,000 words, the collection is more than 20,000, and the recommendation votes are more than 50,000! ”

Lin Feng: "Didn't I tell you? I set up a studio to collect manuscripts, these are collected from folk authors, you have to keep this secret for me, and after a while, I will create a novel platform, and you will be the first author under my umbrella." ”

Lin Feng thought about it for a while, and sent another message over, "By the way, if you have nothing to do, you can also receive a manuscript for me on the Internet, it doesn't matter how much it is, as long as the work is good." ”

The operation of receiving manuscripts, of course, Lin Feng is just a trick to confuse the world, which means that these works are all from the people.

It doesn't matter if the world believes it or not..... Lin Feng could only do this.

Yang Yun: "That's okay, I'll give you a manuscript when I have time." I have received a reward of more than 20,000 soft sister coins for this "Ordinary Big Brother", and 15 alliance leaders have been released! I will transfer it to you when the time comes, and I will also give you the manuscript fee. ”

Lin Feng: "Didn't you say it? When the time comes, I only need one-third of your manuscript fee, so don't mention this question." ”

Lin Feng and Yang Yun chatted at the same time......

A bespectacled, somewhat chubby boy sat in front of his home computer, reading Lin Feng's "The Road to the Sky" for several hours.

This person is a great god....

When he was updating "The Chosen Heaven", he was also thinking about the outline of the next book....

And Lin Feng's published book "The Road to the Sky" is basically consistent with the opening content of the new novel he conceived....

"What kind of monster is this man? Did he come to my house and steal the outline of my novel?

"Even if I stole the outline of my novel, it would be impossible to update 50,000 words a day, and now I have updated more than 200 chapters?"

"And people update eight books at a time! This person is too weird! Who is sacred?"

"Even if I conceive it, but I haven't published it yet, who will recognize me on the platform and in the world? Now I jump out and say that I conceived this book? Does anyone believe it?"

"Even if I have proof, so what? People update eight books at a time, who would doubt him?"

"Just like Fan Xian in "Celebrating More Than Years" I wrote, some people suspect that the poem "Ascending" he 'wrote' is misappropriated, and people directly chant hundreds of poems, who would doubt it?"

"This person can't be a system, right?"

The catty god patted his chubby face as he spoke.

"What kind of nonsense am I talking about, what kind of system the hell? Am I writing too many novels?"

Only these authors who write novels have this brain hole, and if they were other people, they wouldn't dare to think about the system.

"It seems that the idea of my new novel ..... And this author thought of a piece. ”

Subsequently, the QQ group news of the greasy god rang, and the people in this group are all bigwigs in the novel industry, what silkworm potatoes, three Shao, Chendong, I eat tomatoes and other gods are all gathered in it.

I ate the tomatoes: "Why is this Cangyuan Diagram so much like my style? Could it be that another me has crossed over from a parallel space?"

Chen Dong: "This book is also very similar to my style, but I feel that this author's writing is better, anyway, I can't write such a novel." ”

If Lin Feng saw Chen Dong send this message, he would only smile and say: "This is the system that has refined your work, of course you can't write it." ”

"Don't say it, his book "The Road to the Sky" has exactly the same idea as the new novel I conceived!"

Chen Dong: "Old cat, the outline of your novel won't be stolen, right?"

Mao is tired: "What do you say, I can't write people's writing, maybe my thinking and others think together." ”

San Shao: "I plan to open a book of "The Legend of the Three Dragon Kings of Douluo Continent"! I hope it can be liked by readers. ”

If Lin Feng was here, when he saw Sanshao sending this message, he would definitely smile with contempt and said, "I originally wanted to steal your Douluo Continent III and publish it, but you have already published two Douluo Continents, just for fear of getting into a copyright dispute." “